Meng Minghui lives in the family courtyard of the institution, on the first floor, with two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, a study, and a bathroom, and the place is not large, less than 80 square meters in total.

As soon as she entered the door, Chu Yulan saw that the living room was full of cold dishes, hot dishes, four plates and eight bowls, and meat and vegetarian dishes, all of which were leftovers from today's wedding banquet.

Chu Changfu got married, the chef invited by the Chu family had good skills, and he was famous in the entire Jiangjia Town, Chu Yulan was hungry for a day, and her saliva almost flowed down when she smelled it.

"Eat it, I'll be waiting for you!" Chu Xiahe beckoned everyone to sit down and eat, and handed a bottle of milk paste to Meng Qingmin, the little guy grabbed it with both hands, and drank it with a small ~ mouth.

Meng Qingmin is only a little over a year old, and Meng Qingyue is 12 years old this year, and she is in her first year of junior high school. According to the local situation in Qingyang County, if one or both of the husband and wife are only children, they can have a second child.

It is also stipulated that if the first child of a husband and wife in a rural household registration is a daughter, after 10 years, a second child can be born. Therefore, Meng Minghui has an urban hukou, while Chu Xiahe has a rural hukou, and the two children are more than ten years apart, which is in line with the policy.

On the contrary, Chu Yuzhen is only eight years old this year, although Chu Yujie has passed away, but the age difference is not enough, and she still can't have a second child.

"It smells so good!" Chu Yulan ate fragrant chicken legs and drank mash soup, she felt so good for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, she was full of food and drink, and she found that Meng Qingyue was not at home, "Second aunt, why is Xiaoyue not at home?" ”

"The school has a self-study class every night, and it is self-study at half past nine in the evening!" Chu Xiahe said while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, looking a little tired from her appearance, and pointed to the second bedroom and said, "Yulan, you sleep in Xiaoyue's house tonight, and Xiaoyue sleeps in the study at night." ”

"It's okay, Satsuki will sleep with me!" Chu Yulan hurriedly stopped it, how could she go to someone else's house to borrow it for one night, and then put her daughter in the study to sleep.

Lying on Xiaoyue's bed~, she was a little sleepy, she actually didn't like to stay in other people's homes, even if other people's homes were good, she would have an uncomfortable feeling.

In the past, she went to junior high school in the town and did not live in Chu Qianqin's house, and later came to the city to study in high school, and she did not live in Chu Xiahe's house, just because she didn't like the feeling of being under the fence.

But who would have thought that in the end, she had survived in the Liao family for decades and lived a life under the fence for decades.

Without this rebirth, she would have almost forgotten what it was like to be free!

Grievances and grievances are clear, and if there is kindness, it will be repaid, this is Chu Yulan's principle, as for how to repay the kindness of the Gao family, she already has some ideas.

She really didn't have the strength to do it tonight, so she had to wait until she got up tomorrow to sleep, and then talk to Meng Minghui about her plan, I believe it would surprise the Gao family.

She slept restlessly that night, and woke up from her dreams several times, and when she opened her eyes to see her surroundings clearly, she breathed a sigh of relief, but the fear in her heart did not fade.

If she has time, shouldn't she exercise her fists and feet, but she really can't do it in this regard, so she wants to catch the ducks on the shelves? She's a little scared!

Looking at the alarm clock on the table, at three ~ o'clock at night, she was not sleepy at the moment, she was bored to sit, so she wrote down the rectification opinions about the cannery in her head.

There was Meng Qingyue's homework book in the drawer, Chu Yulan took out ~ a new one, picked up the hero brand pen on the table, and began to write.